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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reba McEntire
Reba McEntire
Performer
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass Guitar
Paul Leim
Paul Leim
Drums
John Hobbs
John Hobbs
Synthesizer
Randy McCormick
Randy McCormick
Piano
B. James Lowry
B. James Lowry
Acoustic Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Linda Davis
Linda Davis
Background Vocals
John Jorgenson
John Jorgenson
Electric Guitar
Gregg Galbraith
Gregg Galbraith
Electric Guitar
Gary Prim
Gary Prim
Keyboards
Curtis Wright
Curtis Wright
Background Vocals
Bergen White
Bergen White
Background Vocals
Louis Nunley
Louis Nunley
Background Vocals
Lisa Cochran
Lisa Cochran
Background Vocals
Marabeth Jordan
Marabeth Jordan
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hank Cochran
Hank Cochran
Composer
Red Lane
Red Lane
Composer
Dale Dodson
Dale Dodson
Composer
Phil Collins
Phil Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reba McEntire
Reba McEntire
Producer
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Norro Wilson
Norro Wilson
Producer
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Recording Engineer
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistant Recording Engineer
J.R. Rodriguez
J.R. Rodriguez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer
John Guess
John Guess
Mixing Engineer
Patrick Murphy
Patrick Murphy
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I can feel the darkness reaching in As I touch the place you may as well have never been Love can hurt much more than one can bear When a heart beats for someone who's not there How many times Must I tell myself that you're gone When will the rest of me wake up And see what went wrong So wrong And turn on the light, pick up the phone And just call And lay pride aside If I had any sense at all Voices call that only I can hear Who would have thought this love was something I would fear Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste On my mind, in my heart, on my face How many times Must I tell myself that you're gone When will the rest of me wake up And see what went wrong So wrong And turn on the light, pick up the phone And just call And lay pride aside If I had any sense at all Oh, just lay pride aside If I had any sense left at all
Writer(s): Marty Dodson, Hank Cochran, Red Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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